”No one there. No one there.” Luke confirms as he looks around as far as he can in the deep, dark forest. The forest he has been running around in, and lost himself to its depths. His heart beating fast. Because of his little believe he will ever come out of there. At least not without scares over his carapace.

“No one at all except you little one.” He turns back down to the smaller timberwolf pup as it sits on the ground with its green eyes focused on him. A head smaller then him. It shows confusion to him as it quite doesn’t understands his actions. He turns to face her completely with his body and smiles. Calmer and less focused on his surroundings. A perfect little catch for some stalking timberwolves. But he is confident that all that in his mind isn't true, and the little cub is all alone. Just like him.

“I’m Luke.” He tries to be polite and give it his hoof in a good gesture. The cub only looks at him with a slightly more tilted head. Confused by it her tail stops. For him it feels like the winds have stopped and the sounds have turned down to nearly silence. Everything is on him.

“Oh. Did I do wrong.” He pulls back ashamed that his idea was stupid. His little courage is quickly gone again. “I…I don’t know how to d-do it. It.. is just something I heard other changelings laugh to, so I thought it could be polite and kind. Because.. we aren't polite and kind.” He explains with an embarrassed smile. The timberwolf cub continues to look confused at him.

“Guess I’m talking to myself here huh?” He asks and of course he gets no answer. He starts to think of a way of communicating with it. Showing what he’s in need of. In a non-threatening, evil and using changeling way. He looks around for anything to help. A mud pool to write something with or in this case draw something with the mud or in a more serious thought. Blood from a newly killed carcass left behind from the hungry creatures stalking these places. Fear can barely grow in his body before he shakes it off. He is fine. Whatever it is he can take it. Maybe not.

Then he gets it. How to communicate with the pup. He is a changeling for Chrysalis sake. Ops. Celestias sake. A green flame quickly engulfs him and separates him from the cub, who backs of from the fire in fear. The flames subside and leaves a transformed Luke from a changeling to a copy of the timberwolf cub in front of him. Everything but his red eyes and a few holes on the legs looks equal. He isn’t fully comfortable with transformation.

The cub squeaks happily and starts to run around him. Her tail becomes a dangerous baseball bat. Positive about him even if his legs and eyes doesn't look the same. Anyway, He is really proud of himself. In the hive he hadn't got to transform much. One thing was that he was easily pointed out from the others.

“So, c-can we understand each other? You know my words?” He asks the hyper active cub. Hoping for it to start shouting how happy is to meet him and how much it loves him. His new stick tail wags in patience. He gets no answer back.

“Oh ok.” He stops waging and his ears goes low. It isn’t what he expected it to be like when he transformed. Now he understands that he can only transform to look like something but not talk. He is sad because he knows no other way to communicate with it. Nothing else he’s able to think of.

“Guess we will... have to be like this. Talk me to me.” He sighs heavy. The cub continues running in circles and bumps into him. By mistake or not it nuzzles him quickly and licks his wooden face. Which makes Luke chuckle and stop care if they can’t communicate. She is cute anyway. The cub pushes up on him and continues attacking with leafy licks of sap. He can feel how he’s losing balance and uses as much strength back.

“S-stop… I.. am no timberwolf and you know that.” He tells it. Though he doesn’t believe it cares and neither do he. He likes how playful and kind it is to him. Nothing he usually hasn’t experienced a lot of in the hive.

Luke starts to push back against the cub on two legs. Harder and playful as his young instincts tells him to play with it. His minds tells him to play with the cute and playful timberwolf cub on him.

“Hey. I said stop. Or else.” He warns. It still continues to push against and lick all over his equal looking face after his warning and he knows why. He likes it. “Ok then. Ready.” He growls playfully. Making a strong push up and throws the cub up on two legs. Getting up himself.

It lands on all four and face him. Face to face. "Meep" Making a playful squeak. Then it starts to circle against him. Luke follows on quickly in the the circle with it. Not letting eyes go from each other and growl playfully. Luke even makes out a giggle in his growls. The time around them has stopped. The winds are gone, other things don’t exist. Nothing at all. It’s only them slowly circling around low to the ground. Growling and giggling. Smiling and showing teeth. Just waiting for the other to do the start.

The cub makes a jump for him and he is quick to answer with his own. They meet in the middle on two legs. Paws pressed to paws as they use their strength to push the other. No one has the advantage with strength. The cub growls and squeaks. Biting against him. Pretending to do it by slamming the mouth shut in front of him. He laughs and bites back. Their muzzles nearly meet in the middle as they pretend biting with their tree teeth in the air.

He pushes and pushes and pushes against it. Making it easier to push as the cub loses balance. He doesn’t stop at anything. It continues to playfully pretending to bite. It loses balance and falls down on the back. He manages to land on all four above. Panting from the added exercise it gave him.

The playful cub squeaks/barks as it rolls around on the back. Not hurt by the strong push down on the ground he just gave. It is happy. Dirty by dirt which is nothing. Though, her pussy is perfectly clean from… dirt.

“H-her part.” He gulps heavy. Stunned in place at the sight before him. He hadn’t cared about his hunger when they first met. First in fear of more timberwolves and then in joy with their game he hadn't found himself hungry and didn’t care about the cubs gender. But having the genital before his eyes now from an unsuspected cub his stomach growls. She just rolled from one side to the other on her back. Playing with him. Like her genital didn’t already play on his mind.

He transforms back to his normal form without knowing why. He is so entranced and unable to take away the eyes from her canine pussy as she wiggles her tail and looks at him patiently. Begging to play more with him. Not the way he has mind though.

“H-have you ever had a.. male before?” He asks aroused. Getting her frowning attention because he tells her their normal playtime is over. He doesn’t make eye contact with her. “I.. mean as a friend.. With a few necessities.” He knows that he won’t get an answer to it but can still hope.

She gets up on all fours and looks at him with what looks like an embarrassed face. Would maybe be blushing if she wasn’t made of tree. But he gives a dark red blush as she moves closer with eyes on him.

He makes himself ready. Closing his eyes and makes kiss mouth. Instead of feeling her being eye to eye and give a kiss to his puffy lips he feels her coming down. Under his chest. Opening his eyes slowly he gets a glimpse of her ass and tail, her upper body going down under him.

"Ihh ahh" A pleasuring shock spreads through his body from his crotch as it feels hot and wet. His whole body shakes and he has to let out a moan. The feeling of hot and wet remains.

“A-are you…” He won't believe it is true, but another pleasure through his spine makes him sure. It is her leafy tongue erecting his boyrod. The licks makes him moan as he instinctively thrusts against her face. Smearing it along her muzzle as she to licks the tip.

“Oh. Make me full of love.” He moans. Talking about the need of food his mind wants. His hunger getting sated by the tasty sexual attention she gives him. But it isn’t enough for him, he needs more quicker.

He lights his horn and turns her over on back. Standing over the little female cub and covering the sun. His cock leaking pre above her chest as his eyes are drilled into her body. Red eyes, drooling mouth and long tongue hanging out because he knows what waits. The fear itself for anyone having it before its eyes.

“I want.. it… ALL!!” He has nothing left of the cute and scared little cub. “ and. You will give me it to mee.” He licks her over the face sexually. Rubbing his saliva into her logs. She doesn’t like it. She shows signs of fear. Eyes are back, head pushed to her body, legs tucked close and she whines.

His cock throb against her cubby cunt. Smearing it in a black lubricant. Made to help the changeling get enough love from sex. But the cub on the ground shows no sign of liking it. She shakes as she becomes small. Small, smaller, smallest possible. Her parts close together with her tail kept down as rubs her lips with his small dick. Her green eyes losing her shine.

“I!... I. I” He shakes his head furiously. Realising what goes on with him and tries resisting it. Moving away from her. “N-no no.” He stumbles backwards to try and keep himself away from raping her. Slapping himself in the face if one bad thought comes in his mind.

Timberwolf takes the opportunity to run for it, going up on her four and runs in some bushes and is gone. Once he gets control of himself it is too late.

“Sorry. Hhehuhu.” He cries. He feels so bad, so bad that tears run down his cheeks. Changelings don't cry but he doesn't care, he is a failure on everything. Nothing he done so far has been anything good. His hive. His mothers love. His new friend. Why did he run away? Here he can’t survive. Not even find help because he scares it away.

“Fucking changelings. Fucking me fucking her. Fuck, fuck, fuck fuckeri, Fuck.” His sadness turns to anger and he stamps in the ground. But as fast anger came it is gone again. He knows that in anyway he does something he won’t survive. Not on his own. Not without that cub. She must have to know how to survive if she is still alive here on her own.

“OK… I’m going to find you and apologize.” He whips his tears off and follows her steps through the bushes.

Author's Note

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